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Wednesday, January 04, 2006

A TOTALLY UNCOOL QUESTION

I know I am considered "old" these days, but the sounds created by Gwen Stefani on her CD are so similar to the stuff I used to hear everywhere I went in the early to mid-80's. Like early-Madonna mixed with Toni Basil but with 21st Century rappers. I got on the Madonna train really late in the game. She won me over with the whole Justify My Love vibe.

And, I can't help but think that is probably uncool that I am even listening to Gwen Stefani. But, hey, I am gay so I think that should give me some sort of moral ground to stand on. Well, OK -- I guess not. But, I am an open book, kids. Don't cast judgements unless there is no music you're currently grooving to that might be percieved as "uncool" --- and I know that there are some CREED fans still out there! ...I just hope that if they are reading my blog that they might not confess to it. But, then again --- wave your freak flags high, kids! If you love CREED -- rejoice in that corporate rock splendor!

Anyway, there is a song on this CD that I really like but I have no idea what it means. I believe it is produced by the guys who got Kelis to get her milkshake on.

But what in the hell is a "Hollaback Girl"???? I mean, is it what it looks like --- a girl who 'hollars' back at you? And, she is claiming she is not one? Why?

What does this song mean and why does it turn into a song about bananas being her "shit"????? What is that all about?

But, it does have a great beat and you can dance to it! I would have Mr. Clark give it a 10!

I am so confused and old. And, OK --- yes, if you must know I do like that song, "Don't Cha" by the Pussycat Dolls. I can't help it.

Leave me alone and stop making fun of me!

I wonder if I could make much money by wearing a t-shirt decorated by a marihuana leaf print, birkenstocks on my feet, messing up my hair and sitting outside the MUNI terminals in Berkeley?!?!? Does that job come with benefits or 401K? Just asking. ...need to keep all my options open!

9 Comments:

You know? This past weekend I too listened to Hollaback Girl and thought...yah, ok, I'm feeling it, but what the HELL does that mean? I asked my way cool niece-to-be and she says a Hollaback Girl is a girl who, upon being called to from, say, a moving car, "Hollers Back". We were in some disagreement about B-A-N-A-N-A-S and their relationship to The Shit. My own take on it is that her 'shit' - meaning her craft, not her um...well, not to be taken literally - is crazy.

Please - I think we all have something in our musical library that makes us cringe a little bit!

If you're old Matty then I'm old too and I don't need the sounds of that. I did watch Steffani on SNL perform this Holla'back Girl and I wasn't so impressed, to be true. Her costume was great but too that looked painful to wear. Go get'em Steff!

On bananas, probably the song required some added beats in the lyrics. I dunno. The SNL performance was too loud and garbled that I couldn't understand a whole lot except Steff looked pleased and proud. Go get'em Steff!

Oh, and, if you can grow your hair out for a possible layabout job hippying at Berkeley well, dove, you are not old!

What is it with the bah-nah-nahs? M.I.A. sings about those, too (please don't jeer at me for mentioning M.I.A.). I thought bananas were to help us old stiffs replenish our potassium levels after having spent a hard and fast youth depleting them. But it seems that they mean so much more. . .

Here's a neat hollaback blog. I think hollabacks are the girls who hollaback at dickwads and pervs who bug them on the street.

If you want to be a hippy, Matt, you have to bea) over fiftyorb) over fifty.

gina --- See? That's the funny thing. I meet someone my own age and I would never think they were old, but I am ageist toward myself. Hmmm... LOL!

ing -- I guess, if I were a girl, I would be a hollaback girl cuz I don't take no jive! ...wait, that's back to the late 70's Warriors era, right? My mom's decade. Oh, and no fears about my pseduo hippie musings --- as it turns out, there are no benefits beyond getting spare change from confused tourists. I need a 401, dammit! ...i think the real hippies just scare everyone because they are so bitter. Or are they the homeless? I sometimes get them confused.